I am grateful to you all…Happy Teachers’ Day!

5 September, 2008

On this teachers’ Day I must put on record my sincere gratitude for my students and some of my fellow colleagues. I have seen the best and the worst of human nature during the last one year and it is my students who have been more than a support to me. I am grateful to you for having this trust in me. What more awards would a teacher seek for?

It was a trying time when some of my very people, like Brutus, literally stabbed me making me gasp in wonder and disbelief when names unveiled in front of my eyes. I could not help but cry, “Et tu, Brute ?” My faith in the basic goodness of human beings was shattered to an extent that it was beyond repair but some of my friends realized their folly and had the great courage to put on record how wrong they had been in stabbing me from behind. I am grateful to all of them as I believe that to err is human but to acknowledge that misdeed is an act of great courage. My these friends, very aptly, deserve to be thanked on this special day—the Teachers’ Day! And for others who shy away from seeing straight in my eyes,  I have nothing to say, neither disdain nor rebuke!

And the best support was to come from my students both the present ones and the ones having passed out long back. The long distance call of a worried and scared passed out student  when he had received a mail about me conveying “… is no more” and his words “take care Ma’am” conveyed the concern that he felt for me. A line of openly appreciating my stand by some others made my days bearable. What more could I have asked for? A girl student having passed long back from my classes, wrote some generous words to me on a day when I needed something to uplift my sagging spirits. How could she know that I needed some kind words to reaffirm my self worth? If this is not the “omen” that Paul Coelho writes about in The Alchemist what else it is! A number of students wrote to me or commented on my blog exactly on the day when I needed this philip! Call it providence, a sign from the unknown or coincidence but I have started believing that God has predecided a purpose for our life and we have to perform that. And we have to perform it to the best of our ability and sincerity! Perhaps being a teacher was my purpose of life!

I take this opportunity to thank all of you for making me see another side of a teachers life when the relationship between the student and the teacher transcends all barriers of time, place and the confinement of the class. It is this feeling that makes all the teachers taking teaching as a calling and not just a profession! I am because of you otherwise I am nothing my dear students!

Thank you all!

4 thoughts on “I am grateful to you all…Happy Teachers’ Day!

  1. Dear Aunty ji..

    Dedicating few lines to you…

    Teacher
    ————
    Smile on the face,
    Books in the hand,
    A specs on the face.
    Occasional stick on the table.

    Sitting on the chair,
    Facing 100s of students,
    To teach them –
    How to learn.

    The spirit that keep
    The world moving.
    Long live teachers,
    Amen your dreams.

    !! Happy Teacher’s Day !! 🙂

  2. I always cherish the stuff written by you Ma’am. Have read all those himvani articles and just found your blog describing the clime at NITH on 5th of September , my once upon a time sojourn its been 1.5 years now.
    Having read your article I think being a nature lover you will relish this poem.Here it goes.

    Daffodils – a poem by by William Wordsworth

    I wandered lonely as a cloud
    That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
    When all at once I saw a crowd,
    A host, of golden daffodils;
    Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
    Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

    Continuous as the stars that shine
    And twinkle on the milky way,
    They stretched in never-ending line
    Along the margin of a bay:
    Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
    Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

    The waves beside them danced, but they
    Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
    A poet could not be but gay,
    In such a jocund company!
    I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
    What wealth the show to me had brought:

    For oft, when on my couch I lie
    In vacant or in pensive mood,
    They flash upon that inward eye
    Which is the bliss of solitude;
    And then my heart with pleasure fills,
    And dances with the daffodils.

    Happy Teachers Day Ma’am
    Sukhraj

  3. Rakesh

    Teacher is a one kind of God. Teacher always want do good to every one. they never do any wrong with anyone. Teacher always help to every one. if you respect the teacher. you get higher class quality in the knowledge in the life. you never fail in the life .Rakesh Rangra

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